lundi 10 mars 2025

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Running a 516 km marathon in the hearth of the winter. 

In an unknown, strange and cold place, with minus 16 °c temperatures.

Homeless, without roof, walking and in/her thought a ghosthy mind, sometimes lost and desoriented. Lamenting, squeezing, crying, screaming.

White snow, starry nights, Northern lights, fire, meals, tent, sleeping bag, lonely nights.

Morning light, sunlight, white paths, blue sky.


A beautiful place... 

Adjectives to describe the place. Wonder, wonderful, Wonderland, amazing, crazy, insane.

To be there al😁ne and without a roof...


We are never prepared for anything.

 She wasn't. 

Physically and psycally.

Meals

Clothes

Tools


Toilet? Shower?





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